the bright light at the end of the corridor..

shin's dear hamster has pass on to the next life today..

perhaps passing through the gates of death is like passing quietly through the gate in a pasture fence.. on the other side, you keep walking, without the need to look back.. No shock, no drama, just the lifting of a plank or two in a simple wooden gate in a clearing.. Neither pain, nor floods of light, nor great voices, but just the silent crossing of a meadow..

signing off..

"Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's
troublesome."

i am alot of things. i am a happy geek. i am a lomo addict.
and many more "-aholics".
i whine sometimes. am extremely impatient. and can be impossibly irritating. but i can be sweet, loving, and extremely kind. when i feel like it that is. and that's mi.